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~Vaela

The sweeping motions of his brush against the rock are hypnotic, colours muddying together to create the base of a painting I know is going to be otherworldly.

Just for me to sit out in this part of the cave with Hale, I’m bundled in three thick jackets, with multiple blankets layered over me. Still, I’m cold, but Hale’s skills are distracting enough.

He pauses suddenly, tugging his brush from the flat slab of rock.

"I wouldn't kill you during sex, by the way." He doesn’t turn, leaving me to gape at the back of his head.

"What?"

He starts painting again, this smile evident in his voice. "Your conversation with Eyla."

I’m stunned.

I’m tempted to stand, strip off all my jackets and send myself spiralling down the mountain. Hale’s shoulders shake ever-so-slightly from a faint laugh.

"Seriously? You have super hearing or something?" I snap, wilting against the rock, wondering if it would be a swift ending to just throw my head back against it forcefully.

He gives a half shrug. "Bet
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